“In my PJs with messy hair? Not sexy.”His response was immediate. “Do as you are told.”I can’t describe the feeling I had as I read those fi...e words. My heart pounded, my stomach tightened, my mouth went dry. I felt instantly horny. I’d never been so turned on by one simple command. I lay there for a few seconds contemplating saying no, but I was kidding myself. All I wanted in that moment was to please him. I got out of bed, turned on the light and pulled my long, dark hair from the messy bun. They finished fucking by remaining almost still on one another. Bernie's prick jerking sporadically as it emptied it's fluids into her; Marlene's cunt clutching him, squeezing the last of his seed from his fast shrinking member. Finally and with great reluctance, she rolled away from him and lay on the carpeted flooring of the van, panting and staring vacant-eyed at the ceiling.Perhaps five minutes passed and then Kathy spoke. "Maybe we should be getting on home now, ya think?"Bernie grumbled. This little home truth hurt.On the website, I even made few friends that were supportive. They commented on my good days; they encouraged me on my bad days. We were a little community in cyber-space. Actually, I enjoyed that human interaction, even though it was on-line.The watch was also playing its part. I discovered that there was some sort of a target for walking. This feature was unknown to me until I ‘accidentally’ stepped over the step target. The watch gave a strange buzz, I looked to. If she were deciding whether or not to go on the Pill, then she wasn’t making that decision while he had her dizzy. Still, he wished she would. That was definitely her decision, though. The consequences were hers.Damn! Marriage was so much easier. You discussed all these things. You didn’t have two lives and two responsibilities. You had one life. You were each responsible for the happiness of both of you, and you discussed that together. Well, she had just consented to go to bed with him less.